Split
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آخر تحديث: سبت, فبر ١١, ٢٠١٧
This man was always changing.
"Please don't hurt me" i cried. His eyes turned gentle for a split second before he slapped me and dragged me towards him. "Don't tell me what to fucking do" he hissed digging his fingers into my cheek. I heard the other girl scream from the other room as two men pushed her through the door. "Help us!" I screamed but they were muffled by the walls of the dugeon.
***
Nobody Would come. I lost all hope. He's a killer, a monster. Split personalities.
Will we survive?
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